Oliver felt pity for the girl, knowing the same feeling of wanting to go home. “I see, well you’re not alone about wanting to go back home. No place like home am I right?” He wanted to bang his head against something for saying such a cheesy thing. Clearing his throat he nodded toward the coffee shop, “If you don’t mind, I kind of been craving some caffeine before we head off?”
Cassandra nodded along to his words. "Of course I don’t mind. Do as you please. You’re the tour guide around here anyways. While we’re there I’d like a bagel.”











